Released: July 21, 1998
Producer: Ron Nevison
Sometimes you wake to see yourself
Take happier pills to keep you well
And sometimes you talk to hear yourself
Screaming out loud
Never ever heard a word you said
Can't you see yourself
Can't you understand
There's more truth in the way that you lie
But you take a stab at all that's surrounding your mind
Can't you sweep this shit to the side
Well it's so fucking nice to have you here
To turn our lives from what we fear
But sometimes your worthless and weak and alone
Will you ever grow
Here I am I want to help you out
Well you won't believe when this cloud lifts what you might find
You'll find its all over and can't you see its all over
This face that stares back at you
Stares back at you from these happy pills
They won't keep you well tonight
(I'll be here to watch you shudder
I'll be the one that holds you under
Every time you try to shift it
Every time your stitch is slipping
Slipping through time)
There's more truth in the way that you lie
So you take a stab at all that's surrounding your mind
Got it all over you now
Got it all over you now
Got it all over this
The face that stares back at you from these happy pills
They won't keep you well tonight
Take happier pills to keep you well
And sometimes you talk to hear yourself
Screaming out loud
Never ever heard a word you said
Can't you see yourself
Can't you understand
There's more truth in the way that you lie
But you take a stab at all that's surrounding your mind
Can't you sweep this shit to the side
Well it's so fucking nice to have you here
To turn our lives from what we fear
But sometimes your worthless and weak and alone
Will you ever grow
Here I am I want to help you out
Well you won't believe when this cloud lifts what you might find
You'll find its all over and can't you see its all over
This face that stares back at you
Stares back at you from these happy pills
They won't keep you well tonight
(I'll be here to watch you shudder
I'll be the one that holds you under
Every time you try to shift it
Every time your stitch is slipping
Slipping through time)
There's more truth in the way that you lie
So you take a stab at all that's surrounding your mind
Got it all over you now
Got it all over you now
Got it all over this
The face that stares back at you from these happy pills
They won't keep you well tonight